After spotting the traces of the evil cultivator, Lu Xuan, who had been hiding nearby, took the opportunity to move all the spiritual plants from the small courtyard in the underworld, except for the Saint Infant Fruit sapling, into his storage pouch. This was to avoid arousing suspicion from Ge Pu and the others who had come to assist.
After all, while a single Saint Infant Fruit might not raise too many eyebrows, the presence of several fourth and fifth-grade sinister spiritual plants would undoubtedly lead to wild speculations from Ge Pu and his companions, who hailed from prestigious orthodox sects.
However, judging from Ge Pu's earlier hints, it seemed he had noticed something and took the chance to subtly warn Lu Xuan.
"That's good," Lu Xuan replied, a faint smile appearing on his face.